Chapter Seventy-Eight: Battle Post

The big green horse needed to find a place to digest the medicinal power, and flicked his tail into the forest.

Luo Jianguo looked at the big green horse, and then at the misty, fairyland-like Niuer Mountain, swallowed his saliva, and after a while, Zhang Heng became more and more unfathomable.

"Do you remember He Changlin?" Luo Jianguo asked respectfully.

He Changlin?

Zhang Heng nodded, that day in the Luo family, this person was fierce and arrogant, and he was directly killed by him.

"The revenge of that killer organization is coming!" Luo Jian's Chinese tone was heavy.

"Oh?"

Zhang Heng's expression flashed.

"There is a killer organization behind He Changlin, after his death, my father has been sending people to inquire around, and finally learned some inside information. When Luo Jianguo said this, a complicated color crossed his eyes, in order to find out the inside story, they should have paid a lot of price, he quickly calmed down and said: "This organization is called martyrdom. ”

"The name is kind of interesting. "Zhang Heng read a sentence when he was flipping through the classics on the earth before.

Chaowen said, Xi can die.

In ancient China, there was a group of people who pursued the way of their hearts and did not hesitate to die for themselves.

This is secretly in line with the heart of a cultivator, but Zhang Heng didn't expect that he would see such an incisive sentence summarized in the distant earth.

From this point of view, this martyrdom organization is indeed not simple.

"I told you last time, He Changlin is just a Xuanzi killer, and in the martyrdom organization, the killer level is divided into heaven and earth Xuanhuang, this time, the Tianzi killer personally came to Dongzhou, and set up a life and death battle in Genting Villa, to challenge the Dongzhou warrior!" Luo Jianguo said.

"What does this have to do with me?" Zhang Heng didn't want to meddle.

"Why does it have nothing to do with you? Luo Jianguo smiled bitterly, took out an invitation from his arms, and when he was about to hand it over, he said: "You have to be careful, the words on the invitation will hurt people!"

"Words hurt people?" Zhang Heng took the invitation and asked curiously.

"That's right, last night, this post flew directly into the dining hall, the housekeeper opened it, just glanced at it, and it bled and died, and then everyone didn't dare to look at it, but my father stood up and took a look at it bravely...... Just a glance, but he vomited blood in his mouth and sweated all over, and it took a night to gradually get better. Luo Jianguo's eyes were full of fear, and he took two steps back, as if this invitation was a snake and scorpion.

"I'd like to see!"

Zhang Heng was interested, his eyes lit up, and he opened the invitation without hesitation.

On the invitation card, there is only one word, and that is: Fight!

Writing with a brush, the pen is strong, a skimming and a pinch, all seem to contain endless charm, just at the moment when Zhang Heng looked at it, a wave of vigor surged, like a group of fierce tigers pounced in front of him, murderous and terrifying.

"Carving insect skills!" Zhang Heng snorted coldly, and two golden rays of light suddenly shot out of his eyes, directly shattering this artistic conception.

He threw the battle post back to Luo Jianguo, and said with his hands behind his back.

"This person is here to avenge He Changlin, right?"

"Immortal master's ability, it can really be described as an extraordinary ...... of sainthood" Luo Jianguo stuffed the battle post that had no trace of lethality back into his arms, and said respectfully: "He sent the battle post, it must be for you, but in addition to you, he also has the intention of challenging the heroes of Dongzhou, I don't know if you have heard that a few days ago, a young man appeared in Yudu who was about to enter the realm of martial saints?"

"A little bit of it. Zhang Heng's expression remained unchanged and said.

Luo Jianguo never dreamed that that person was also Zhang Heng, he sighed and said.

"The Tianzi killer who came this time, formerly known as Bai Jingteng, is a well-known Dongzhou outcast, forty years ago, he was expelled from the portal, fled from Dongzhou, and made an oath that if he returned to Dongzhou as an apprentice, he would definitely lose face in Dongzhou and label all Dongzhou warriors with a label of shame!"

"Why is there such a big hatred?" Zhang Heng himself didn't care much about other people's old things, but Fang Cai's battle post made him interested in this person.

The calligraphy itself naturally cannot hurt people.

But the person who wrote the words poured all his murderous thoughts into the font, and if ordinary people were unguarded, they opened it casually, just by looking at it, they would be hurt by the killing intent.

Being able to pour his own thoughts into the real thing shows that this Bai Jingteng must be the so-called Martial Saint Realm!

The reason why he sent such a lethal battle post was that he also had a thought, if the person who killed He Changlin couldn't even read this battle post, then he didn't have to make a move.

One word kills, enough.

As for escaping, it is impossible, normally speaking, if the Martial Saint wants to kill someone, then he will definitely not be able to escape.

"Huaxia Kyushu, Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, I don't know how many hidden masters, such as characters like you, but on the bright side, the top characters in Kyushu are the nine martial saints. ”

"The nine martial saints, guarding Kyushu, each of them is closely related to the luck of the state, they are the spiritual beliefs of the warriors of a state, similar to the gods...... Bai Jingteng, who was the leader of my younger generation in Dongzhou, worshiped under the Dongzhou Martial Arts Sect. ”

Originally, everyone thought that he would be the successor of the next generation of martial saints, but who would have thought that he would suddenly betray the portal and even want to sneak attack and kill his master...... In the end, although he did not succeed, he jumped into the sea under the pursuit of the entire Dongzhou warriors. ”

Luo Jianguo's eyes were a little excited, talking about such a legendary past, it was like watching a thrilling movie.

"When he jumped into the sea, he made a promise that if he didn't die, he would set foot in Dongzhou in the future, first defeat the Dongzhou warriors, and then break through the Wusheng Mountain!"

"The last sentence he left, if he is the Green Emperor, I will bloom with the peach blossoms!"

"In the past, countless people thought he was arrogant, but who would have thought that forty years later, he would really make a comeback, and he was already the Venerable of the Martial Saints, and now, the martial artists of Dongzhou have all boiled and flocked to Genting Villa!"

I see.

Zhang Heng was stunned and asked, "What about the Dongzhou Martial Saint?"

"It's been forty years. Luo Jianguo's eyes showed a touch of sadness: "The martial saint has been guarding Dongzhou for more than one hundred and sixty years, in the early years, he was injured, and now he is dying, and the hero is no longer what he used to be, otherwise how can he let that Bai Jingteng be murderous?"

"Sounds like this old martial saint seems to be quite loved?" Zhang Heng felt more and more interesting about this matter.

"That's nature, every state martial saint is the belief in the hearts of warriors, it can be called the guardian saint of a state, my Dongzhou is one of the nine states in China, a big state, but now there is no one who can fight!" Luo Jianguo shook his head.

Originally, Bai Jingteng did not return to China, because since him, there is no young man in Dongzhou, and the old martial saint is not worth his shot. ”

"But just a few days ago, a young martial artist appeared in Dongzhou, it is said that he is about twenty years old, but he is already close to the realm of martial saints, which attracted Bai Jingteng!"

Hearing this, Zhang Heng couldn't cry or laugh, how did this matter come full circle and come to himself?

He understood that Bai Jingteng didn't think about revenge for He Changlin at all, or rather, revenge, he just did it easily, in his identity, He Changlin was far from being qualified to take revenge.

The real purpose of his visit this time was to fulfill the oath he made that year and to find that young warrior to fight.

"The old martial saint heard that there are talented people emerging in the action, it is said that he has been drinking for three days, pointing to the sky and laughing, who says that I have no one in Dongzhou?"

"Bai Jingteng is shameless, he came here at this time to kill my Dongzhou hope!"

"I just hope that young martial artist, but don't come, if he steps into the realm of martial saints in the future, he may be able to restore the dignity of my Dongzhou martial artist!"

When Luo Jianguo said this, he suddenly reacted and looked at Zhang Heng: "Don't go either, that Bai Jingteng is ruthless, you can't deal with it!"

In his eyes, Zhang Heng is indeed a fairy-like character.

However, there are not many records that can really be used, and Bai Jingteng has almost stepped on the white bones and has come to this day.

Such a character, let alone fighting, just thinking about it, he has to be afraid of three points, he thinks that Zhang Heng should retreat and not fight for anger.

Zhang Heng laughed, he spread his hand, and the birds fluttered their wings, scrambling to fall into his palm.

"Bai Jingteng is like a bird in my palm, if he doesn't come, I can't help it, how can he enter my palm without fighting?"

That battle post had already aroused the fighting spirit in Zhang Heng's heart.

He flicked his fingers, and the bird in his palm flew into the greenery.

Luo Jianguo looked at Zhang Heng's thin back, and suddenly felt that the mountains were looking up, and a thought came out.

Bai Jingteng said, if he is the Green Emperor, he will bloom with the peach blossoms.

Looking at it now, this sentence may be more suitable for Zhang Heng.